compulsive compartmentalization

This past weekend I was in Orlando. It was sunny. It was warm. I was so happy.

Then of course, they called for snow the night we were driving back home. Of course they would call it, and it would actually happen, the time I have to drive 10 hours home in it.

It took 12.

I stumbled in the door at 6 am. I only almost got stuck once, going uphill, behind a salt truck that couldn’t make it and was starting to slide backwards.

Good times!

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